Forever yes
The battling Heskey’s goal-scoring shoes
To us have shone so pleasing, as when first
The foot of our striker pointed out the path
To which the defence flailing at his behest
Falls on the wat’ry sod, whose grass-some veil
Cajoles the dominant, and his dribbling power
Piercing thro’ with leporine leg-flex
The hustling defence drops, his flight unoppos’d,
Recoil at his strength, the half-chance to find
Th’external surface of each leathery orb
Propels its forward passage into air;
That hence direct he provides the radial pole
At which the move began; and as he strikes
Past breached lines, the keeper’s obvious cry
Assumes a flagrant fluster, thro’ the deed
To Heskey striking up the scorer’s pose
Of the hailed valiant’s delighted hue.
Faculties
Support Functions
Emile Heskey
He used to be good
Then the fan hit the mud
Emile Heskey
Overnight he turned sh*te
But now he’s alright
Emile Heskey
Emile, toil, zeal?
A desultory amble, a product of mirth
Past glories of trifling worth, to Fabio
He glances; a deflating balloon
O’er the moon once, under the weather Henceforth, dreams
Dreams of perspicacity.
Friends, wingers, countrymen
Lend him your guile, poise, elan;
Before toys drop, lazily from pram
A plan, required, a spark, desired.
The net untouched, unmoved
Trigger pulled, point proved.